Feeling Brahma's anger, Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, and wisps of silk threads floated out from the heavenly source in his palm and wrapped around his fingertips.
The index finger and middle finger of his right hand were pressed together like a sword, tearing a crack under the violent pressure of the supreme god. His Taoist robes fluttered in the wind, and his forward steps were as steady as a mountain.
"The fate of the country has been cut off. Can you still win this battle of origin?" Yuanshi Tianzun said calmly.
As Yuanshi Tianzun waved his palm down, the golden thread instantly cut through the space and collided with the lotus throne under Brahma. The two sources of the divine kingdom violently impacted each other, and the aftermath of the shock almost destroyed the pillars inside the Temple of Heaven.
All shattered!
Outside the temple, countless clouds of spiritual energy poured down from the Great Summer Court. As if they were aware of the strange origin, the sound of cranes sounded from everywhere in the heaven, piercing the sky.
The fine cracks on the surface of the Temple of Heaven gradually became more ferocious, and dense ravines tore the top of the temple. The rubble rolled down the battlefield inside, and was instantly swept into dust by the aftermath of the collision of the two sources.
The origin of the Kingdom of God is to maintain the bond between the mythical gods and believers of all living beings, and is inextricably linked to the national destiny. Now that India's national destiny has been cut by nearly 60%, the origin can hardly maintain its original strength, and it has begun to decline. And in this
In a battle of evenly matched origins, any slight disadvantage will be infinitely amplified by the battlefield!
As those golden threads hooked together to form a sword, a small crack gently opened on the surface of the lotus throne below Brahma.
This crack is no more than the size of the fingernail of an index finger, and is inconspicuous on top of the entire lotus throne, but it is definitely a huge blow to the entire Indian pantheon!
The origin was broken, and a large amount of power of faith surged out from the cracks. A gap appeared in the originally impregnable Indian pantheon, like a collapsed ant nest on a thousand-mile long embankment. Dense cracks spread along this initial gap.
In an instant, most of the lotus throne was covered!
The eyes of the Brahmas on all sides opened angrily, and under the sweeping power of the supreme god, small suns with a terrifying aura were created from nothingness, but were shattered one by one by the golden flowers that filled the sky.
Yuanshi Tianzun stood on the sea of golden flowers, holding the sword of the origin of heaven in his hand, and said lightly:
"Brahma... Today, I want you, the Indian gods, to never come back."
boom--!!
The small sword formed by the golden threads cut through the corner of the lotus throne, and the cracks all over it collapsed inch by inch, exploding into nothingness!
The origin of the Heavenly Temple collapsed.
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Chennanguan.
God's battlefield.
Among the defense lines of the Indian gods surging with divine power, five figures rushed to the front, tearing out a gap and slowly approaching the deepest female beast with difficulty.
Sun Wukong, Master Taiyi, Master Yuding, and Guangchengzi joined forces to contain a large number of Indian gods who came to help. Zhou Ping rushed to the forefront with one man and one sword, trying to fight his way out of the siege of the three main gods.
In this counterattack regardless of the cost, the gods of Bactria have killed more than half of the Indian gods. The Bactrian gods who still have fighting power gradually form a siege, constantly compressing the space of the remaining Indian gods.
However, these Indian gods seemed to be determined to protect the mother beast, and there was still a glimmer of hope that they could break through the Chennan Pass and contain the Great Xia God, thereby turning the tables against the wind.
As a crisp cracking sound came from the bodies of the Indian gods, their bodies paused slightly, and their faces suddenly became ugly.
They looked back at the [Kongmen] in the distance. In the surging mist, an ancient temple was gradually falling apart. Two divine figures rushed out of it and flew rapidly towards the sky.
"Their origins are shattered."
Seeing this scene, Master Taiyi's face showed joy.
Having lost the origin of the Kingdom of God, all the Indian gods present began to decline in divine power, and their realms were also on the verge of collapse!
Seeing this, Guangchengzi took the opportunity to bite the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the surface of the Heaven-turning Seal. The latter turned into a stream of light and directly smashed the figure of a main god, opening a gap for Zhou Ping!
"Seize the opportunity! They are almost dead!" Guang Chengzi shouted to Zhou Ping.
Zhou Ping quickly avoided the attack of a main god, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes. He released the sword in his palm, and the surging sword intention was blessed on the sword body, turning into a stream of light and slashing towards a main god.
At the same time, he closed his eyes and put his palms on his chest. Under his chest, a glass-like heart was beating vigorously.
As a tiny wisp of sword energy overflowed from the fingertips, cutting through the flesh and blood, it gently stabbed the heart. A drop of blood seeped out from Liuli's heart, glowing with a faint silver light.
The moment this drop of blood appeared, a sword cry rang out from Zhou Ping's body, and the swirling sword energy tore his shirt to pieces. Under his skin, long marks like fine lines on the blade of a sword emitted a silvery shimmer, and his figure exploded in the air.
A sharp piercing cry instantly pierced the void and rushed behind the Indian gods.
His figure flew past in mid-air, and the shadow of a long sword loomed inside his body.
This is the body that carries his sword law, [Dragon Elephant Sword].
The Dragon Elephant Sword came out and instantly tore through the defense of the last Indian god. It flew over ten kilometers in a breath. During this period, dense fluctuations of divine power rushed in, but they were all chopped into pieces by the edge of this sword.
Several Indian gods took action at the same time, but they were unable to stop the sword, allowing him to forcefully rush in front of the core female beasts!
The Law of Sword is designed to kill gods. The Dragon Elephant Sword carries Zhou Ping's soul and law. It is definitely the nemesis of all gods. Only Zhou Ping can break through the last line of defense in such extreme circumstances and reach there.
Surrounded by several female beasts.
The Dragon Elephant Sword shook slightly, and an endless wave of sword energy surged out, tearing the nearest female beast into pieces in an instant. Then the main body swept an arc in mid-air and pierced the head of the second female beast.
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In the blink of an eye, two female beasts were instantly killed, and half of the beast wave was wiped out directly from the source. Just when Zhou Ping was about to kill the third one, an invisible ripple spread around him!
Zhou Ping recognized this aura fluctuation. Every time a god died on the field, this ripple would appear, instantly moving his corpse into the mouth of the mother beast and becoming their nourishment.
The Dragon Elephant Sword quickly reversed its direction and avoided the invisible ripples. The next moment, a jade hand stretched out from the ripples, trying to grasp the hilt of the Dragon Elephant Sword, but in the end it was in vain.
A soft cry came from within the ripples.
Just when the jade hand was about to withdraw the ripples, a woman wearing a gilded purple-patterned robe stepped out of the void above her head, holding a mirror, facing the direction of the ripples.
"Finally I caught you..." Queen Mother Xi's eyes narrowed slightly.